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Two Days Beyond Penultimate.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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Where do you think you’re going to?

Where do you think you’ll end?

Where do you think will end the few

With Christ as Lord and friend

 

Have you today Love’s tale to tell?

Have you as Lord The Christ?

Have you passed up the road to hell?

Through He God sacrificed

 

The written word of Heaven’s true

Christ Jesus is alive

For me, my friend and so may you

By Heaven's Will survive

 

The world is cursed because of sin

Since Adam disobeyed

But Heaven’s planned we yet will win

If all one’s debts are paid

 

But only those who Christ believe

Who trust His precious name

Can save their souls living to leave

The path of endless shame

 

Unless we take God’s only Way

Without a shade of doubt

Accept and see in Christ today

The Way that leads us out

 

Out from the curse of those who fail

Out from the jaws of death

Out from the flames and endless jail

To He who gives life’s Breath

 

The Spirit of The Lord on high

The King on Heaven’s throne

The Comforter while others die

Will change one’s heart of stone.....

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Submitted: Thursday, March 15, 2018

Last Updated: Friday, March 16, 2018

About the Poet
I never wrote a word of poetry in my life. Till the day Jesus took my hand and touched my soul.....I invite your response. However most poems are not about me! Very few are. But the feed-back good, bad or indifferent is always desired. Not meant to offend, but I write about many things in many a guise. Of life, death, lost, found, saved, backsliders, new comers, repenting souls, doubting hearts, heathens, Christians, fire, water, Satan's daughter, wallowing in sin, saved, made sound walking in Light, graceful righteous. Suffering, ecstatic, bored, excited, sad, delighted, Sick, well, lame, able, living, dying, etc. etc. etc. Writing about anything, everything and everyone as the spirit leads. All meant to reveal, waken, revive, encourage, shame, help. Gladden, pick up, exalt, portrait, liberate. Again over 99% of my work is not about me. Although at times I write as though I were or am. Speaking e.g. in the first person. This is quite common even in the bible itself. Prophets speak of themselves, then God speaks, again the prophet, then God......Quite often it's difficult to distinguish whom it is that at any given time is speaking or narrating.

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